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Harry Potter: Necromancer's Legacy

Ryan Lance died an untimely death all thanks to his bad luck and was given a chance to be reborn in another world. He chose the world of magic. However, his bad luck seems to have followed him to the next world and he woke up in the worst place in Harry Potter world, Azkaban. Endless torture... A voice in his head, claims to be him from the future... The whispers and promise of power beyond anything this world has ever seen. The power of Necromancy. Although Necromancy isn't new to the wizarding world, it's a failed area of magic that no one ever truly mastered. Follow Ryan's journey as he masters his newfound abilities to prepare for his revenge quest, but things soon got complicated when trouble comes knocking on his door. The beginning of the First Wizarding War... ---- Heavy AU. Characters age might vary. ___ [I don't own Harry Potter except for my own OC.] [Cover pic isn't mine. Found it on Pinterest. I will remove it if the owner wants it gone, but give proof.] ---- A WARNING TO RULATE SITE > DON'T STEAL MY WORK AGAIN OR I WILL JUST DELETE IT

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Chaos unleashed

[That night]

Lucius gathered his remaining forces and attacked the Goyle family. Using the element of surprise, he managed to kill most of the Goyles. He tortured the captured members to death for information on Ryan's whereabouts. Unfortunately, he found nothing useful. Blinded by rage, he unleashed Fiendfyre and burned down the entire Goyle territory.

But that didn't bring peace to Lucius' mind. Ryan was still out there and he needed to find Narcissa fast. He had to recover everything. Next, he attacked the Mulciber family, the same night and took them by surprise. He managed to infiltrate Mulciber Jr's room, but to his surprise, Jr. committed suicide. He searched the place while his team kept the Mulciber family's forces busy, but their forces were superior to that of Malfoy's. His forces were exhausted after attacking the Goyle family and he lost most of his men in this battle.

Lucius was forced to run away into hiding while the Mulciber family was chasing him.

But that was Ryan's plan all along. He took advantage of the chaos and planted the inhumane and forbidden experiments journals and notes that he found in the Department of Mysteries in Mulciber Jr's room. He manipulated the timeline of these documents and arranged it to make it look like Mulciber Jr was experimenting on humans, beasts, and other dark arts along with the Ministry. Then he took a stack of blank papers and stamped it with the Mulciber family's seal.

After getting far away from the chaos, Ryan wrote multiple fake letters using the Mulciber family's seal and sent them to the Ministry, The Daily Prophet, Dumbledore, and many other small forces who were fighting against the Dark forces. Then, he sent a batch of letters to the opposition party of the Ministry and a batch of letters to those who hated the Ministry. Since Narcissa knew most of them, it became easier for Ryan to send those letters. The content of the letter states the Ministry's involvement with Voldemort, dark arts, forbidden experiments on humans, half-breeds, and beasts. Ryan made sure to make it look like a confession letter from Mulciber Jr. He also added how the Ministry was planning to sacrifice all the opposition parties to Voldemort to save themselves.

Ryan wrote this letter as a suicide note from Mulciber Jr.

The letters Ryan sent out caused a seismic shift in the wizarding world. As the recipients read the damning contents, panic and chaos spread like wildfire.

The Daily Prophet

At the offices of the Daily Prophet, chaos reigned. The editor-in-chief, Barnabas Cuffe, was frantically organizing his staff to cover the biggest story of the decade. "This is going to be front-page news for weeks!" he shouted over the din.

[The Ministry of Magic]

The Ministry of Magic was thrown into turmoil. The morning after the letters were sent, Barty Crouch Sr., the Minister of Magic, was greeted with a storm of owls delivering copies of the letters to his office. Each letter's allegations were more damning than the last. His trusted advisors and heads of departments rushed in, their faces pale with fear and anger.

"Minister, this is a disaster!" Cornelius Fudge, the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, gasped, clutching a copy of the letter in his trembling hands. "If the public believes this, we'll have a full-blown revolt on our hands."

Crouch, usually unflappable, was visibly shaken. "We need to control the narrative," he said, his voice trembling slightly. "Get our top Aurors on this. I want the authors of these letters found and silenced."

"About that..." Fudge placed The Daily Prophet on the table. "Mulciber Jr. committed suicide last night after sending these damned letters everywhere. We can't silence him now."

Crouch looked at the headline of The Daily Prophet and felt faint: Mulciber Jr.'s Confession: The Ministry's Involvement with Voldemort!

Crouch sank into his chair, overwhelmed by the crisis unfolding around him. He had always prided himself on being a strong leader, but now he felt completely helpless. He flipped the pages and saw the details. He couldn't deny anything because everything starting from the previous Ministry Head's involvement to the Ministry's dark experiments was true. But what caught his eyes most was the fall of the Malfoys after an internal conflict with the Mulcibers and Goyles. 'Internal conflicts?! Something smells fishy.'

"What do we do Minister?" Fudge asked.

Crouch sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat.

"We need to address these allegations," he said quietly.

He continued after thinking a bit...

"It will be difficult to regain the people's trust, but we can not let another war break out. After the last attack, we lost most of our power, and we needed to hold our main forces to deal with Voldemort. So, we can't afford another war. Relocate the Department of Mysteries, erase all evidence, and arrange for a public meeting. Since we can't hide it anymore, we'll improvise. The ministry's reputation will fall, but we will control the damage to a certain extent. We'll shift all the blame to the previous head and those traitors rotting in Azkaban. And I need you to help me find someone willing to take the fall, should things get out of hand as our last trump card. Manipulate or brainwash those bastards in Azkaban, I don't care. I want result."

"That's too risky. Should it fail, my head will roll Minister," Fudge replied.

Crouch stared at him coldly.

"What do you want?"

"Let's say... After all this is over, I want access to the Department of Mysteries."

Crouch frowned. "Access? For what?"

Fudge leaned forward, a greedy light gleaming in his eyes.

"I heard rumors about some artifacts that are stored there... About one artifact in particular, that allows one to see the future..."

Crouch narrowed his eyes, his expression thoughtful. After a moment of consideration, he nodded slowly.

"Alright, I'll arrange it after this crisis is over."

"Thank you, Minister," Fudge bowed respectfully.

"But if this fails, be prepared to take the blame."

Fudge gulped nervously but didn't say anything. He left the room. As soon as Fudge left the room, an Auror walked in. His face was hidden behind a mask.

"8 hours," Crouch looked up at the Auror, "Eradicate the Mulcibers and bring ten officials alive. Then investigate the Malfoys. I want to know what exactly happened. If it was really an internal conflict, we should be able to manipulate the situation to our advantage. Make haste, time is running out."

The Auror bowed and left the room.

Crouch sighed tiredly.

"Just when things were finally stabilizing, this happened. What a mess..."

[Hogwarts]

At Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore was having a peaceful breakfast in his office when Fawkes, his phoenix, gave a low, mournful trill. He looked up to see a flurry of owls flying towards him, each bearing a letter. As he took the letters and began to read, his usually serene face grew grave.

The allegations detailed in the letters were disturbing, implicating the Ministry in forbidden experiments and dark alliances. But what struck Dumbledore the most was the meticulous planning behind the letters, the deliberate manipulation of events to ignite chaos.

'Was I wrong to let Ryan go?'

Dumbledore shook his head.

'No, it's better this way. If Barty manages to get the situation under control and use this opportunity to launch a full raid on Voldemort, then all of this will be worth it. Order of Phoenix can't hold back Voldemort anymore, he's getting desperate. With this news, the Ministry has to take steps to save their reputation and maybe finally do some good for the Wizarding World. I can only hope for the best.'

His thoughts turned to Ryan.

'Ryan Lance, the last bloodline of Ekrizdis... The calculated chaos you are unleashing on the Wizarding World is amusing and dangerous. The truth shall set us free, huh?! But it can also destroy the world as we know it. Are you prepared to take responsibility for your actions?'

Dumbledore sighed, his expression troubled.

'I can sense another storm coming... Just I hope, we won't have to face each other as enemies...'

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Meanwhile, Ryan, who was leisurely lying on Bellatrix's lap under a tree inside his space ring let out a large yawn as Bellatrix's fingers combed through his hair.

Narcissa was sitting a few steps away from them, watching them acting so close.

"When are we going to blow up the Ministry?" Bellatrix asked Ryan curiously.

Ryan opened his eyes and smiled lazily at her.

"Patience, Bella. Let the Ministry self-destruct first. Let them struggle and crumble like a house of cards... Let them feel the despair of truth hitting them in the face... Let them lose everything... Only then, we'll strike them hard, but say, Bella... Didn't we leave too many potions and artifacts in the Department of Mysteries last time due to lack of space and time? We should retrieve them, don't you think?"

Bellatrix's lips curved into a devilish grin.

"As expected from Ryan, my Master! Your plans never miss anything, do they?! How about we clear out their treasury too?" An evil grin spread across Bellatrix's beautiful face as she imagined the Ministry's treasure vaults. "I'm sure they got a safe somewhere in that building other than the Gringotts, right?"

Ryan chuckled softly.

"Sure, why not! Why stop there, Bella? After all, the entire wizarding world needs a massive rebirth! And since we are doing good deeds as dark wizards, it's only fair that we take our compensation for our hard work, right? Think about it. All those treasures and artifacts lying forgotten and untouched for centuries, just waiting for someone to take them away. It's only fair that we take them and use them for the revolution, right? We could use them for the greater cause. Don't you agree?" He met Bella's grin with the same intensity.

Ryan's words lit a fire within Bellatrix. She couldn't wait for the Ministry to collapse and crumble so that she could steal all those treasures hidden away in the Ministry.

Narcissa was stunned by their insane plan, but she just sighed and shook her head.

'These two...'

She knew it was pointless to talk reason to these two lunatics.

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